Soul Master

35. Asha

I had been eating a bowl of cereal watching a random show on the T.V when I had her mind nearly blow my brain out with her call. It was different, she didn't sound scared, a bit frustrated maybe, but mostly she sounded.... Well she sounded hot as hell, I dropped my spoon and froze. Wondering what was wrong with her, she was supposed to be getting ready, I didn't want to bother her. I ignored her. The second time was more demanding, her voice was heavy as though she had just woke up, low and raspy. Maybe she had dozed off and just wanted to make sure I was still close.

I'm here.

I responded to her quietly, I couldn't hold the slight confusion from my tone in my mind. Then silence, but our bond shook. It was a strange feeling, like the pulsing of air, but within my mind. I blinked several times, and rubbed my temples to clear the feeling. I adjusted my trousers as my dick began to harden for no reason.

I finished my cereal and went to check on her, she should be nearly ready. I wished I didn't feel this need to protect her. To go to her, especially now when I really didn't want to see her dressed up.

I knocked the door and called her name.

Her voice came back slightly tense and I opened the door, seeing her in her towel still, I masked my confusion. Part of me hoping she had changed her mind and would stay home.

'Are you okay?' She asked, her voice sounded awkward, like she was concealing something.

I nodded and kept my eyes on hers, noticing her cheeks brighten. I asked why she was still in her towel, still hoping she had changed her mind.

Every reply she gave was short and mixed with something. 'What happened earlier?' I asked, seeing her flush even more and look away, she tried to deny that feeling between us I felt. Refusing to meet my gaze. I waited, I glanced over her once more and somehow I knew. In that one simple look, the glance over her body, back to her reddened cheeks and heavy lidded eyes. I don't even know if at this point she realised the way she looked at me. How she subconsciously sucked in her lower lip when our eyes met. The image of her on her bed, seeking me out, her fingers in places forbidden to me. I turned away and told her to get ready.

I couldn't hold her gaze, and not respond to her desires while being there, I had to move.

I found my seat at the kitchen table and rested my head in my hands, fuck. How the hell was I supposed to act like I hadn't known what she was doing, when I felt her desire in my mind. She had sought me out.

I rubbed at my eyes and clenched my fists. I couldn't let her leave knowing this, but I had to for the plan.

'Hey.' She said quietly, I heard her feet tap across the floor. A give away to the heels she wore, I didn't want to look up at her. 'Are you okay?' She reached for my arm and I shoved it away, refusing to look up.

'I'm fine,' I said through gritted teeth. 'Are you ready to go?' I asked. Still not looking up, I didn't want to hurt.

She hesitated. 'I can cancel if you need me?' She sounded concerned, her voice timid.

I shook my head. 'You need to go.' I said.

'Well, do I look ready?' She asked, sounding shy and vulnerable.

Fuck.

I couldn't ignore her. I composed my features and prepared myself to see her in some all show, and no coverage outfit, that would show her ass cheeks the moment she bent down. I looked up and met her eyes, decorated with smokey eyes and long black lashes, her make up made her look older, but no less beautiful to me, her lips glossed with a soft pink. She twirled showing me her black dress, conservative up top and flirty on the bottom, it was long enough to cover her ass at least. Her black and buckled heeled boots gave her a punk edge.

I nodded and smiled. 'You look gorgeous.' My eyes found hers again.

'You prefer my hair down so I kept it like this.' She smiled, her make up was probably hiding the depth of her blush.

'You're not dressed to impress me.' I replied. My eyes watching hers, probably asking the questions I dare not voice.

She smiled at me and winked. 'I don't need to.'

She smelled floral, and as she stepped away I held my gaze at her long legs, a bit longer than necessary and shifted in my seat.

A knock on the door brought our attention to the time on the clock.

'That's my ride.' She sighed, pouting slightly. She came towards me and made to give me a hug, and I put my hands up to stop her.

'Not a good idea to smell like a wolf.' I smiled teasingly.

She rolled her eyes and headed to the door, opening it to show Darren dressed casual smart, his clearly new jeans, hi tops and black shirt making him look more credible than I knew he actually was.

'Sup bro.' He called to me when he managed to tear his gaze from Amii.

I nodded back at him.

'I'll be home soon.' She said.

'Maybe.' Darren added with a grin.

I stood and moved to the door and was in front of Amèlie and between them both in an instant. 'She said she will be home, so you will make sure she is home safe.' I said.

'Asha.' Amèlie grabbed my arm, and tugged me into the house stepping between me and Darren.

'Noted.' Darren replied dryly, then taking her hand he led her to his car. And just as quickly they disappeared.

I shut the door behind me and let out a groan.

'So at what point do I go save her?' Blitzen asked, appearing in the far corner of the room with his arms folded.

I shifted, jumping at him with bared fangs.

'I don't think so puppy.' He flicked his fingers and I found myself in human form once more.

He forced his boot on my neck and I felt the air stop.

'So,' he said again. 'Before or after she has sex?' His lip curled up into something not quite a smile. 'Personally I would like to wait until he realises he won't be able to arouse her, then show him how to do it.'

I struggled below his boot and grabbed at his leg.

'But maybe breaking her in would be easier for me, the first time was a bit uncomfortable.' He loosened his boot from my neck. 'And in turn that would make her even easier for you, we can all shoot our load in little innocent Amèlie.'

My hands formed to claws and I slashed at his leg, ripping through his jeans and flesh, he staggered slightly and his boot on my neck shifted.

'She likes you, ya know.' He carried on. 'Sad for you that she will never belong to you.'

I sprung out from his loose hold of me and grabbed him by the throat. It was such a quick movement I could tell he was taken aback. I pinned him to the wall, my claws in his sensitive skin. 'I will kill you,' I snarled. 'For every way you have hurt her.'

He looked worried. And tried to push me back with no success. He may have had power in ways of magic, but in true strength he couldn't even remove my hold on his throat. I watched as blood began to trail down my claws, as slowly I pushed them deeper into his skin, his pulse thrumming against my skin.

'If you kill me, she will die.' He gargled.

'Liar.' I growled, pushing harder.

He bared his arm to me. 'This bond is a life and death sentence. Only I can kill her, only she can kill me, if you try to kill one you will kill us both.' He began to laugh as my hold faltered, 'and she will never kill me.' He became maniacal. I wanted to risk it but I couldn't kill him with that uncertainty planted in my head.

I hesitated to long, in that moment he had his hand on my face, whispered some foreign word and I felt my face burn in relentless heat, I staggered back, releasing my hold on him, he laughed louder and then vanished. I looked up, my vision blurry, and my nose smothered with the smell of burned flesh. I glanced into the mirror on the wall at my reflection, and saw the top part of my face had been blistered by his hand.